Sons Of Privilege

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America, blaring in my ears all day America, I don't see the glory of your ways The oldest money flows through a bloodline Let's see if your empire stands the test of time Don't wanna I don't wanna Be a slave to the sons of privilege Don't wanna I don't wanna Be a slave to the sons of privilege Sweet lady liberty You are lost, though you are free And what hides beneath Can't tell the wolves from the sheep America, grit and bear the resentment of the world With all your ugliness and arrogant self-worth Desperate to grease the gears of the hideous machine They swine, they writhe and praise the infallible regime Don't wanna I don't wanna Be a slave to the sons of privilege Don't wanna I don't wanna Be a slave to the sons of privilege Sweet lady liberty You are lost, though you are free And what hides beneath Can't tell the wolves from the sheep Lost though you are free In America Lost though you are free In America Lost though you are free Its time to justify your pride In America Its time to justify your pride In America Sweet lady liberty You are lost, though you are free And what hides beneath Can't tell the wolves from the sheep

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